When I get to Warwick Avenue
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little time
Promise me you won't stand by the light
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please drop the past and be true
Don't think we're okay
Just because I'm here
You hurt me bad but I won't shed a tear
I'm leaving you for the last time baby
You think you're loving,
But you don't love me
And I've been confused
Outta my mind lately
You think you're loving,
But I want to be free, baby
You've hurt me.
When I get to Warwick Avenue
We'll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers, now here's the door
When I get to Warwick Avenue
I'll tell ya baby there we're through
I'm leaving you for the last time baby
You think you're loving,
But you don't love me
I've been confused
Outta my mind lately
You think you're loving,
But you don't love me
I want to be free, baby
You've hurt me.
All the days spent together
I wish for better,
But I didn't want the train to come
Now it's departed, I'm broken hearted
Seems like we never started
All those days spent together
When I wished for better
And I didn't want the train to come.
No, no.
You think you're loving
But you don't love me
I want to be free, baby
You've hurt me
You don't love me
I want to be freeBaby you've hurt me
Correndo pelo Ibirapuera ontem, fui surpreendido por esta música no meu player. Estava distraído, e me peguei com pensamentos de 25 anos atrás. A vida era muito mais simples naquela época...
ResponderExcluirA Vida Não Presta - Leo Jaime
Você vai de carro prá escola
E eu só vou a pé
Você tem amigos à beça
E eu só tenho o Zé...
Prá consolar
As tardes de domingo
Que eu passo à sofrer
Sonhando em ter
Um carro conversível
Prá você me querer...
Quantas noites
Em claro eu passei
Tentando te esquecer
Quando à noite
Eu consigo dormir
Eu sonho é com você...
A me dizer:
Prá não ter ilusões
Que entre nós não pode ser
E é mesmo assim
Nem mesmo no meu sonho
Eu posso ter você prá mim...
Eu tentei naquela festa
Você fugiu de mim
E eu pensei:
A vida não presta
Ela não gosta de mim...(2x)
Eu pensei:
Ela não gosta de mim
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Ela não gosta de mim...
Eu pensei:
A vida não presta
Ela não gosta de mim
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!...
Eu pensei:
A vida não presta
Ela não gosta de mim
Uh! Uh! Uuuuuuuh!...
Apesar de gostar da música, nunca tinha prestado atenção na letra. Não tinha reparado como essa gordinha me conhecia tão bem!
ResponderExcluirRolling in the Deep - Adele
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I'll leave, with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it to the beat
Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared
The scars of your love remind you of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it to the beat
Could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow